The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 3: Unexpected Ally…

Lyla

For a moment, nobody moved.

Then slowly, Darius released me, his expression shifting from arrogance to unease.

“Who the hell was that?” he muttered glancing in the direction of the growl.

I didn’t answer.

I didn’t know who he was either but I felt a strange pull towards him, a sense of safety I hadn’t felt in years.

My eyes drifted to where he was across the room but he was no longer there.

I turned around frantically, searching for him in the crowd, but I couldn’t find him.

He was just here a few seconds ago.

The cruel laughter from the boys reminded me of my current dilemma.

One of the boys suddenly yelped and pointed to my legs – I flushed in embarrassment as they laughed again.

It was my warm juices… I was so horny that I could feel every underwear I had on, soaked.

I closed my eyes, trying to block everyone out.

My body was just reacting to having plenty of men around me at the same time.

“What’s the matter, Lyla?” feeling a little… needy?” Darius taunted me as he stepped closer again.

“I bet you’d do anything to make this stop, wouldn’t you?”

My breath hitched.

I could feel my heat intensifying.

Darius’ voice – the manly scent of the men around me… gosh! It was driving me crazy, making my skin burn and my thoughts blur.

It was as though every nerve in my body was on fire and my senses were overwhelmed by the unbearable desire coursing through my veins.

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I moaned loudly, clamping my legs together as the scent of my high arousal hung heavy in the air.

Right now, that didn’t matter, I just wanted to take care of the pressure building inside me.

“Come on,” Darius sneered, leaning in closer.

“Why don’t you just beg us? We might take pity on you, mutt.

”

recoiled, my

worst part was the twisted flicker of excitement that

craved for any touch, any relief, even

ragged and I knew I was losing

yet but the heat was too much and my mind was fogged by the need that kept growing

friends jeered, their taunts mingling with the roaring in

her,” one

“She can barely stand.

Pathetic.

”

stepped forward and ran his

gasped with want, and opened my mouth as he inserted his finger inside it, tears burned in my eyes – I wished I could stop

my tongue up and down

dripped with false sympathy as he

do anything to make this

that right, Lyla? Do you

it anymore, I pushed through them before he could finish speaking,

on me, could hear mocking

to get away, to find somewhere – anywhere

wall of

lips but

was the amber-eyed

with a mix of curiosity and something

more striking – tall, broad-shoulders, dressed in

hush fell over the

a sickening dread

on the third

Lycan leader, but not just any Lycan

of the White Moon Throne

My heart pounded as I

the most powerful man in my

trembled, expecting a reprimand or

knew the punishment for uncontrolled heat

shame that could bring down

Lycan leader’s eyes were intense, a deep amber that seemed to see

his

reached out, pulling me up from the ground

voice sending shivers through my already

touch was electric, his hand warm against my arm and my breath hitched again

stammered but my body chose that moment to betray me

crashed over me, stronger than

vision blurring as desire overwhelmed my

me, his

now and I could feel the hard planes of his chest against mine, I could smell the intoxicating mix of his scent – earthy, wild and

flushed and found his gaze fixed on me with an intensity that made my heart

Time seemed to slow.

the judgment fading into the background as I and the Lycan leader stood locked in

darkened, a flash of something raw and primal crossing